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to you (oh, oh oh)
Listen, to my words we'll all be okay (oh, oh, oh)
(Ohh)
Came from the mud, yeah, from rags to the riches
I'm countin' the paper, my

it take rags, and some holding on to me to get that shit
You got me holding onto Shit
(Ain't this some shit)
Not so sure how you got close to me
(Got

Rule #1

MC Eiht

Tha8t'z Gangsta

Don't get caught pullin a damn crime
Cause that'll have your ass in some shit
Probably stuck, you can't fuck with it
From the bottom to the top, rag drops

Sliding on these guys, how many glides? I swear I do too much
Yo
These man are mad
Fam are you mad
Manna grabbed
Put him bags
Going on rags
Giving out tags

progression
I keep the baddest bitches, niggas really went from rags to riches
Talkin' bout me and my past is different
Run it up, yeah, my cash is different
I

that's who (Ewok, Ewok)
Drip sauce, Rag- (splash, splash)
I brung the goonies out (Ewok, Ewok)
I brung the hoolies out (Ewok, Ewok)
Fuck is you about?

say its up we drop em down like Santa coming down the chimney on christmas
Southside baby my story a one way ticket from rags to riches
Got em hooked

lay up in a ditch
And wait for someone to brag
It’s irresistible I’m lyrical
Your feet gonna drag
And I’m invisible to cynical BS on the rag
You know

be disgraced
Now that I kicked down the door
Made it from rags to riches
No longer should I be stressing
Now that my words hold weight, in them I'm

I’m dreaming right now
Yeah I’m dreaming
Yeah I’m dreaming right now
Yeah I’m dreaming
Yeah I’m dreaming right now
Riches to rags
Live by night die by

from rags to riches
I had no other options I had to get it
In the field run the play like I'm blitzing
One question lil baby why you stay in yo feelings

gotta leave you girl I'm sorry shit no hard feelings
Went from rags to the riches
Qil I'm back with the business
Til I got a couple plaques on the walls

the scent
Guess how much I spent
Grocery shopping cause I get a bag
I'm still the coldest when I check the temp
Really a G you can call me a RAG
Work where I

a wake-up slap
You drooling, too clueless, wipe your mouth with a rag
Covered in chloroform, inhale toxins pass unconscious
You got me bored, let's get it

breathing young niggas dying
I got caught with a pole I'm fighting the case and I'm still slanging that iron
I'm on the road to rags and riches you can't

a nigga talk his shit and I'ma have him hanging like a rag
All the niggas on my dick, I got the Glock and it'll  make you gag
Man, I dare a bitch nigga

round the clock

Now they gettin' upset cuz we gettin' to the bag
Was really down bad, makin' riches out a rag
The way we moving round, you would think we

not losing my grip, but I'm copping a whip
Man I got dreams of me being the biggest
And being the richest
And being the sickest
Came from rags to riches

And the bitch know I'm popping I ain't gotta raise a glass
I do this in my sleep like I'm falling on my ass
3 Gold Cuban links like a Cuban on her rag
Broke

that  fake Mad (Come on with all that!)
I'm real humble bout ours, coming from straight rags (You knew!)
I'm moving patterns that's selling, flannel w/

that real mattered
Solved another case shoot the bad guy with a tatter
I still count it a win if my boots and rags are in tatters

I'm a warrior
Sorry I

On top of the flying man
is the one who rides on him
That’s me, beat, a badder guy than Rain
Like rags, I just hang it up, after I play with it,
I rip up

dead, I got the magic stick, break off the baddest bitch
Fuck the club, fuck your shoes, pop a du-rag on and Reebok boots
I'm not a trendy guy, have my

bums in a dump sleeping wit bung teeth
I hush heaps of these riff raffs wit mis haps
That Chin wag given a pig facts in chit chats
Ripped rags soaking